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progresscity2018-04-22 11:03 am
keyofimagination) wrote in progresscity2018-04-22 11:03 am
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Mayor Rod's life is a living nightmare
Who: Rod, Bill, and you!
What: Start of the Election Event!
Where: The Transport Center
When: The morning on 4/22
Warnings: Robotic Body horror
[It was a normal morning in Progress City, and Rod is as overworked as ever. He gets off the monorail from Magic Kingdom, barely looking up from the papers he is currently reading over. It seems like all the stress of the city and the addition stress of people randomly getting stuck in the portal is getting to him. If robots could look exhausted, Rod would be a textbook example of that right now.
But that’s almost a daily sight at this point, and something most people wouldn’t find unusual at all at this point. What is unusual is when he suddenly grabs his chest and lets out a muffled cry of pain. He takes a few more steps to try to get to his office, but stops himself as he braces himself on the wall.
You can try to see if anything’s wrong with him, but he will brush it off with an “I’m fine, I just need a moment”.
However, it becomes abundantly clear that certainly not fine when he suddenly collapses to the ground, papers flying everywhere as he does so. While this seems like a normal collapse at first but if someone looks close at him, his limbs seem strangely disjointed under his clothes.
His limbs are falling off of his body.]
What: Start of the Election Event!
Where: The Transport Center
When: The morning on 4/22
Warnings: Robotic Body horror
[It was a normal morning in Progress City, and Rod is as overworked as ever. He gets off the monorail from Magic Kingdom, barely looking up from the papers he is currently reading over. It seems like all the stress of the city and the addition stress of people randomly getting stuck in the portal is getting to him. If robots could look exhausted, Rod would be a textbook example of that right now.
But that’s almost a daily sight at this point, and something most people wouldn’t find unusual at all at this point. What is unusual is when he suddenly grabs his chest and lets out a muffled cry of pain. He takes a few more steps to try to get to his office, but stops himself as he braces himself on the wall.
You can try to see if anything’s wrong with him, but he will brush it off with an “I’m fine, I just need a moment”.
However, it becomes abundantly clear that certainly not fine when he suddenly collapses to the ground, papers flying everywhere as he does so. While this seems like a normal collapse at first but if someone looks close at him, his limbs seem strangely disjointed under his clothes.
His limbs are falling off of his body.]
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[why the fuck would anyone be a fan of Spongebob and more importantly where's his number one fan
but more importantly, he's regained enough of the sense that was knocked out of him to at least try to shove Patchy off of him, although he can only really do so much given he's just a twunk.
the whole kicking-and-shoving thing gets much more aggressive when Patchy starts just straight-up pulling on his face, though, and he instead redirects his efforts to slapping away his hands. he's dealt with a lot of shit before but. this is new, actually, and he has no idea what the fuck is going on.]
What are you talking about, of course I'm Sheldon J. Plankton! [it's not like he ever claimed otherwise, he's been trying to make a name for himself and everything.] This is my face, I don't need to wear some stupid mask-- get off of me immediately!
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[and at this point, 3-4 security guards have grabbed Patchy and are dragging him away.]
I'll get you, Plankton! You'll never be mayor as long as I be around, you'll see!
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what the fuck just happened.
okay anyways he just turns back towards anyone else who was watching that mess, as if it just. never happened. it's fine, it's a problem he'll deal with later, he's sure. it's not like some nobody pirate is gonna stop him from winning.]
So. [he clasps his hands together.] I'm on the candidates list, then.